3 comments/ 33719 views/ 41 favorites Sibling Revenge By: Sucker4Boobies Personally, Richard Forrester had nothing against futanari. However, having one for an older sister sure made his life weird. By the year 2020, futanari were quite common; having one in your town was akin to having a McDonalds. Depending on where exactly in the world you are, people had different attitudes towards them. In his little town in Indiana, the response to futanari was pretty normal. There were those who genuinely accepting of them, others who were indifferent, and the small few who really didn't like them much. As for Richard, he didn't care what someone had between their legs, just as long as they didn't try to force themselves on him or anyone else. His older sister Laurie was born a futanari. The way his parents told it, they were initially shocked, but, of course, they loved her all the same. She'd had a pretty normal childhood, aside from a few accommodations that she had to follow, such as wearing swimming trunks when she went to a pool party. She still did normal girl things like sleepovers, going trick or treating, and going to summer camp. Of course she got teased, but, all kids always get picked on, even the normal ones. She and Richard got along fine as children, as much as any normal brother and sister did. That never changed. Still, the family had to take certain measures when she hit puberty. It seemed like overnight that her breasts came in. While her friends were sporting training bras, she was already boasting a C cup at age 12. Soon, many of Richard's friends were coming over to surreptitiously hang out and catch a glimpse of his stacked sister. Mrs. Forrester took her daughter shopping for bras, while Mr. Forrester made sure that Laurie always had her bedroom door open when there when she had friends over. They wanted to make sure that she wasn't receiving any unwanted advances. And then, there was the masturbating. It's tough for a girl to deal with acne and menstruation, especially when you had a throbbing cock that's desperate for daily attention. The contents of her hard drive mirrored that of a teenage boy, full of hundreds of videos and images of women getting fucked. Mrs. Forrester was such an understanding mother that she didn't embarrass her daughter over the tons of cum-stained sheets, socks, and towels that turned up in the laundry. Mr. Forrester reluctantly had to tutor his daughter on how to have her "special fun time" at the appropriate times. The Forrester family also had to rely on medication. Laurie had to take special pills to manage her sexual desires, while the other members of the Forrester family had to take medication to prevent them to falling prey to the powerful futanari pheromones that she exuded. Laurie's doctors warned Mr. and Mrs. Forrester of the many accounts of futanari engaging in relations with family members due to prolonged exposure to their pheromones. By the time she had gotten to high school, she was a swan borne of an ugly duckling, with her long brown hair, green eyes, and seductive body. She'd had very few boyfriends, since most of the guys were insecure about having a girlfriend with a dick, so she mostly went out with girls, which her parents were fine with. Many of her childhood friends had become her fuck-buddies. Scores of girls had limped down the stairs of Forrester home, many of them tired, sore, but eventually hungry for more. Richard was appreciative of this, because Laurie sometimes threw some of her girlfriends his way. Laurie's doctor stressed the importance of condoms, citing the research that proved that futanari sperm was 10 times more potent than that of a regular male's, and, therefore, much more likely to get a female pregnant. By the time Richard was a senior in high school, his life seemed great. He was enjoying being at the top of the school food chain, was slated to go to his first choice college, and was dating the girl of his dreams: Shawna Harper. With her green eyes and whitish-blonde hair, he was convinced that I had landed a ten. He'd never had a serious girlfriend before her, and was convinced that they were going to last forever. He could seriously see himself marrying this girl. Or so he thought. It was a few months after Richard and Shawna had graduated. The two of them were planning on going to Richard's uncle's house off Morse Lake. He was going to let them use it while he was out of the country, so the teens would have the place all to themselves for an entire week. It would be a week of swimming, lounging, and, hopefully, some skinny-dipping. Meanwhile, Richard's parents were out of town, and Laurie was home from college for the summer. The day they were supposed to leave, Richard's grandmother had called to complain that her car battery had died, so, since it was still early in the morning, he figured that he'd have enough time to go to Walmart, pick up the battery, grab some last minute provisions, install his grandmother's battery for her, and still make it home in time to pack up and leave by noon. By the time he had returned home, it was a quarter to eleven in the morning, and he saw Shawna's car in the driveway. He and walked into the house with the groceries, totally unaware of what he was about to discover inside. Before he could call out Shawna's name, he could hear strange noises from upstairs. Leaving the bags by the door, he crept upstairs, and as he walked down the hall, the sounds became more distinct. The creak of a bed, his sister's grunting, and Shawna's moans entered his ears and filled his body with a mixture of dread, fury, and lust. He slowly opened the door and peeked inside. There, in the bedroom, his girlfriend was getting fucked doggy-style by his older sister. The two of them didn't notice him, as they were positioned on the bed so that he only saw their left profiles, nonetheless, he could see them quite clearly. Shawna's eyes were grasped shut while Laurie was crouched behind her, a fistful of Shawna's hair in her right hand, and her left hand planted on the small of Shawna's back. His eyes widened at the enormous condom-sheathed sausage that was pistoning in and out of his girlfriend. The air inside the room was thick with pheromones. Richard felt his cock stir within his pants; horrified, he knew that he had to put a stop to it. He burst into the room and the two of them looked at him in shock; the rest was a blur. There was shouting, crying, apologies and pleas, but it all ended with Richard storming out of the house and driving away, tears in his eyes. He ended up spending the rest of that summer at the lake house alone, only coming back home a few weeks before college to pack. After the incident, both Shawna and Laurie tried to contact Richard, offering apologies and explanations. Needless to say, he and Shawna broke up. As for Laurie, she never really heard from her brother about that incident. She tried dozens of times to make it right, but he didn't want to hear her. All Richard could think about was revenge. But, it poisoned him. Richard's first year of college had been tainted. He had trust issues; he met tons of girls that were interested in him, but he kept them at a distance, scared to take them to meet his family, scared that they might be seduced by his futanari sister, her wild pheromones, and her huge cock. The incident even haunted his dreams. Since that fateful day, he had gone a long time without seeing his sister naked, the last time being when he was about 5 years old. To think that the innocent little girl that he had known had grown into a well-developed woman with an above-average sized penis was really hard to reconcile. Many times he thought about seeing a counselor, not wanting this issue to haunt him for the rest of his life. It was then that he decided that he would do so, but not before seeking vengeance on his sister. He wanted to make her feel the way he had felt since that day. The summer after his freshman year at college, Richard decided to come home. His parents had told him beforehand that Laurie would be by a few weeks later, which would give him plenty of time for him to come up with a plan. He had decided that he was going to have sex with whomever Laurie desired the most, and then make her watch. He wasn't planning on taping it; tapes can be turned off; he was going to make her watch. After that, then he would call it even. But, that was the problem: who the hell did she like? Even though he and Laurie hadn't really spoken since last summer, he had watched her Facebook page like a hawk, but there was no sign of a significant other. Her pictures were filled with tons of good-looking chicks, especially black girls. Laurie had a thing for the sisters. Richard even asked through his cousins, asking if Laurie had brought anyone home for the winter holidays. He hadn't come home that Christmas, instead staying with his dad's parents down in Florida so that he wouldn't have to see Laurie and potentially ruin his parents' Christmas. Nothing, no boyfriend or girlfriend. His last alternative was to rummage through Laurie's old bedroom, hoping that she at least had some unrequited crush from high school that she had fixated on. Maybe some guy that she had yearned for that never would have wanted to be in bed with a futanari. If possible, then Richard would probably have to work hard to get said guy to go with his plan. Thankfully, his persistence paid off. After booting up her old desktop computer, he found a hidden folder that was extremely helpful. A quick call to one of his more computer-literate friends helped to bypass the password requirement in order to access the file. Inside contained a list of Laurie's old high school sex conquests. The folder was split into two sections: "Banged" and "Want To Bang". Looking through the "Banged" file, he was shocked, amazed, and impressed at all the girls Laurie had been with in her four years of high school. To his further amazement, he found some guys in there, too. Each individual document contained a rating system, then a review, and some photo and video files. Apparently, when Laurie brought them to her room, she surreptitiously left her webcam on. He spent hours watching a lot of those videos. Surprisingly, he didn't see Shawna's name come up in the files. Richard then went to the "Want To Bang" file, seeing a few people on the list, most of them being celebrities like Cara Delevingne and Jon Hamm. After reviewing the lengthy list, he found one that stuck out, one that might actually help with his revenge. This person actually lived in his neighborhood. The next day, he walked three blocks over to a lovely, cream-orange house. He strode up the walkway, which was surrounded by a well-manicured lawn with neatly-trimmed hedges, and knocked on the front door. A few minutes later, the door opened up and he was greeted by a woman. The woman wore a big red house dress with white polka dots that did nothing to hide her heavyset frame. The dress also allowed him to survey much of her tanned skin and thick forearms, and the deep V neckline of the garment showed off her bountiful bosom. Even from the front, Richard was able to admire her ample hips and large backside. Her hair was arranged in a bouffant, and reeked of hairspray. Even though her face was fraught with age lines, she still was very attractive, especially with her full lips. "Well, isn't this a surprise!" The woman exclaimed, smiling and putting her hands on her hips. "Little Richie Forrester, though not so little anymore, I see!" "Hello, Mrs. Roselli" Richard said pleasantly. "I hope this isn't a bad time." "Not at all, come in!" Richard followed Mrs. Roselli into the house, slyly smiling to himself as he glanced at her rear end, which swayed as she walked. In his right hand was a printout of the file that Laurie had written about her in her "Want To Bang" folder. He still couldn't believe what she had written about her. As he walked through the house, he saw numerous photos of Mrs. Roselli in her younger days, and she looked hot. Little by little, he was gaining the courage he needed. At 53 years old, Monica Roselli had been a longtime resident of the neighborhood. She and her husband had lived in the neighborhood since before Richard was born. Mr. Roselli had passed away 6 years ago due to diabetes, so she mostly kept to herself. She sat Richard down in the dining room, and, in typical Italian woman fashion, lamented on how skinny she was. Before he knew it, Richard found himself with a plate of lasagna, which he ate with great enthusiasm. The flavor of the food brought him back to all the delicious food that she had cooked at the past parties that the neighborhood had hosted. Even his own mother had confessed her jealousy and inferiority to Mrs. Roselli's culinary prowess. Richard glanced at a picture at the portly, dearly-departed Mr. Roselli, not surprised at how he turned out that way. "It's so nice to have a nice gentleman caller," Mrs. Roselli said, sitting down and watching Richard scarf down a second helping of lasagna. "Especially one who likes my lasagna." "Your cooking is the best, Mrs. Roselli," Richard said after washing down a bite with some grape juice. "Aw, you're such a sweetheart. You were always such a nice boy, Richie. How's that sister of yours, Laurie? She get married, yet?" "Actually," Richard said, setting down his fork and looking her in the eye. "She's sort of the reason I'm here..." One week later Laurie Forrester awoke, her eyelids still heavy and her body cold. She tried to raise a hand to her mouth to stifle a yawn, only to find her hands fastened behind her back, which drew everything quickly into focus as she started to panic. The last thing she remembered was falling asleep on the couch in front of the television while eating her chicken soup lunch. Now, instead of waking up on a comfortable couch, she was lying on the floor of what looked to be someone's basement. She also wondered why she was naked. She got up and attempted to walk around and examine her surroundings, only to find that the handcuffs that bound her were connected to a chain that was locked to a metal loop anchored to the concrete wall. The basement was full of random junk packed into boxes. To her horror, there was a mattress a few feet from where she was, which gave her some idea as to what her captors were planning. "Hello?" Laurie yelled, looking around frantically. "Is anyone there? Please, somebody help me!" When she received no reply, her heart began to beat faster. She began to look around the basement, hoping to find anything that might possibly break the cuffs or the chain. She was not about to let some weirdo have their way with her in the basement. She knocked a few boxes over, desperate to find something that she could possibly use to free herself, only to have old clothes and books fall out. Then, she heard the basement door open, the click of a light switch, and the sound of someone walking down the stairs. Her eyes welled with tears as she watched the person descending the stairs come into view. At first she could only see a pair of legs, but, gradually, they came into full view. Standing at the bottom of the stairway was her younger brother with a malicious smile on his face. "Richard?!?" Laurie exclaimed. "What the hell is going on here? Did you do this to me?" "Yeah, I did," he replied, eying her naked body. Laurie's fear now turned to rancor. "Look, I know what this is about. You're mad about me having sex with Shawna. You have every right to be mad at me, but that's no reason to rape your sister. I can explain..." "Rape?" Richard laughed. "Who said anything about raping you?" "So, what's the mattress for? I assumed that since you've got me naked and tied up in a basement that you were going to rape me or..." Laurie's heart froze. "Oh, my god. You're going to have someone rape me while you watch. You sick little fuck!" "Jeez, calm your tits, Laurie. That's not what's going to happen. I can assure that no one is going to do anything to you. In fact, you're the only one in this basement who WON'T be having sex." While Laurie continued to gawk at him with confusion and hate, Richard looked up at the direction of the stairs and said, "You can come down now." Laurie looked over at the stairs, hearing the sound of another person descending into the basement. When the person reached the bottom of the stairs, Laurie's eyes goggled with shock. Sauntering over towards the siblings was Mrs. Roselli, clad in a silky black nightgown. Richard had to admit that she was looking very sexy in her outfit. Both he and Laurie could see her hard nipples poking through the filmy fabric. She was wearing eyeshadow, dark red lipstick, and had even put on some sexy perfume. "Well, hello, Little Laurie Forrester," Mrs. Roselli said as she walked over and snaked her arm around Richard's waist. "My, my, you've grown up into a well-developed young lady, haven't you?" It seemed Mrs. Roselli's presence caused Laurie's body to grow warm. Her body started to betray her: her nipples began to stiffen, and her dick, which was once flaccid with fear, began to harden with excitement. Laurie blushed in shame as the older woman and her brother smiled at her naked body. "Mrs. Roselli," Laurie said, her voice wavering. "I don't know what Richard told you, but, please, you have to let me go." "But, why do you want to leave, dear? From what I've heard, you've been dying to see me like this. Why, Richard showed me all the nice things you wrote about me in your computer." Laurie looked at Richard in disbelief. "NO! You didn't!" "It's all right here," Mrs. Roselli said, as she walked over to the mattress and picked up some papers. "'Today I was driving home and I saw Mrs. Roselli watering her lawn. I almost came in my pants as I saw her bend over to pull a weed. If I wasn't scared of the police, I'd have jumped out of my car and fucked her right in her big, fat Italian ass.'" "What a great story," Richard sneered. "But, there's more," the older woman continued. "I ran into Mrs. Roselli at the supermarket today, and she was wearing this blouse that really showed off her tits. I had to fight the urge to whip out my dick and stick it down her cleavage. Cleanup on Aisle One for her.' Oh, Laurie, I didn't know how much you admired me." Laurie said nothing, only looking at the floor in complete, silent embarrassment, tears streaming down her face. Richard couldn't help but feel sorry for her, despite the success of his plan. Mrs. Roselli put down the papers and walked back over to Richard and Laurie. "Oh, you poor thing," Mrs. Roselli said, bending down and cupping Laurie's chin in hand. She raised her face so that she was looking her in the eye. "It's okay, I'm not mad. I'm extremely flattered that you find me attractive. Believe me, a woman as old as I am loves to hear it." "Okay," Laurie said softly. "I get it, Richard. Are we done?" "Oh, no, honey," Mrs. Roselli chuckled. "We're nowhere near done. Richard said that he'd turn you loose, but only after you watch us having sex. Right, Richie?" "That's right." "Good. Now get naked for me, darling. Let me see that handsome young body of yours." Richard's heart leapt with anticipation as he began to disrobe. Once he was naked, Mrs. Roselli walked over and began roving her hands all over his body. "Hot damn, Richie!" she exclaimed. "You grew up so nicely. Come here." The older woman embraced Richard and put her lips to his. Richard felt her slide her tongue into his mouth, prodding his tongue and licking his teeth. His dick grew more rigid, making tiny stains against the black silk of her gown. Her meaty hands were grasping his ass, reveling in its firmness. The two had forgotten how good it felt to kiss someone. "Yes," Mrs. Roselli moaned as Richard broke the kiss to suck on her neck. "Oh, that feels so good, honey!" Sibling Revenge While he felt Mrs. Roselli clawing his back, he felt something beating against his balls. At first, he thought that it might be the older woman's pudgy belly, but he didn't remember it being so round. In confusion he looked down, and his eyes widened with shock. "WHAT THE FUCK?!?" Laurie and Richard exclaimed in unison. "Oh, looks like the cat's out of the bag!" Mrs. Roselli chuckled. The thing that had been tapping Richard in the nuts was a huge tent poking out from the confines of Mrs. Roselli's nightgown. Richard backed away in horror, stumbling back onto the mattress. Laurie stared at Mrs. Roselli, all the shame and embarrassment she felt was long gone; now, she was feeling a mixture of surprise and desire. "I can't believe it!" Laurie exclaimed. "No wonder I was always attracted to you! I should have known!" "Yep," Mrs. Roselli said. "I'm surprised you two didn't figure it out sooner. Everyone knows that futanari tend to be extremely attracted to their own kind. It's hard to ignore the pheromones, isn't it Laurie?" Laurie said nothing, unable to tear her gaze away from Mrs. Roselli's gown-boner. Mrs. Roselli, turned to Richard, who was sitting on the mattress, still trying to absorb the news about her. "What's the matter, Richie? You don't want me anymore? You were super friendly just a minute ago." "Mrs. Roselli...this...I...I just need time to think...Oh, man..." Richard stammered. "Well, maybe this will change your mind." Mrs. Roselli then proceeded to lift the gown over her head and threw it aside, making her as naked as the other two people in the room. Both Laurie and Richard were in awe of her body. Her large, pendulous udders were each capped by a large, dark brown areola, which contained a hard nipple. Below her breasts was a prominent belly which had a large fold and a smashed crater of a navel. But, of course, the thing that stuck out the most - pardon the pun - was the long, dark brown, girthy phallus that stuck out from her nethers. Richard's erection grew harder as he gazed at the Rubenesque woman before him. She posed before him, squeezing her breasts and pursing her lips before him. Soon, a heady musk began to fill the room, and all doubts about making love to her started to fade. Who cares if she has a cock, he thought to himself. There's plenty more of her to enjoy. "Mrs. Roselli, please, let me go." Both Richard and Mrs. Roselli looked over at Laurie, her cock erect and throbbing. Her blushing face was rife with desire; Richard's plan to make her jealous was working all too well. Already, Laurie's dick was dripping with pre-cum, signaling that the futanari pheromones were hard at work. "Mrs. Roselli, believe," Laurie growled. "If Richard doesn't want you, then you know I'll have you. Please, uncuff me!" "Oh, believe me, darling," Mrs. Roselli said in a sultry tone. "I'd love to take you to bed, but, your brother over there has the key. This is his party." Both women looked at Richard, the older woman looking at him with amusement, and his sister looking at him with trepidation. Once Richard had seen that look on Laurie's face, his doubts were gone. He got off the mattress, quickly walked over to Mrs. Roselli, grabbed her and buried his face in her chest. "Oh, Richie!" she squealed. "I knew you couldn't resist...ohhhhh!" The woman moaned after she felt one of her nipples being sucked on by the younger man. Richard massaged her other breast, enjoying the feel of her hard nub against his palm, though finding it very difficult to encompass her massive tit in his hand. He could feel Mrs. Roselli's erection rubbing against his own, and her coarse, black pubic hairs tickling his abdomen. He looked up at her face while he continued to suckle her, seeing her mouth agape and her eyes shut as she writhed in ecstasy. "Ohhhhh, yes, Richie!" Mrs. Roselli moaned. "You like these big baby feeders, dontcha?" "Mmmhmm," Richard replied, his mouth still full of tit flesh. She suddenly cried out, as Richard gave her nipple a cruel tweaking with his fingers. It seemed to turn her on, as her throbbing phallus grew hotter against Richard's body. She took one of Richard's hands and brought them to her privates. "Oh, Richie," she moaned. "Please, jerk my cock off! I need you to do that for me!" Richard quickly obliged his lover, grasping her thick rod and running his hand up and down. Mrs. Roselli tilted her head back and roared, trying desperately not to cum while he stroked her off. "YES, RICHIE! YAAAAAAAAASSS!" "Richard, please, I'm begging you, let me goooooo!" Laurie cried. Richard removed his face from Mrs. Roselli's breast so that he could look at his sister. She was still standing there, rubbing her thighs together, with pre-cum already leaking copiously from her dick. He smiled amusedly at the shock of brown pubic hair that adorned his sister's loins. "I don't think so," he said. Still holding Mrs. Roselli by her schlong, he gently escorted her over to the mattress. He lie down upon his back, spread his legs, and rested his head on top of his hands. Laurie whimpered as she watched Mrs. Roselli lumber onto the mattress so that she stood directly over her brother's crotch. "Watch me, Laurie," Mrs. Roselli said right before crouching down. The older woman locked eyes with the bound younger woman while she reached down and grabbed Richard's quivering manhood. Both Laurie and Richard watch the middle-aged futanari as she lowered herself onto his dick. While Richard barely made a sound, Mrs. Roselli let out a loud grunt as Richard entered her. "MMMMM! OH, YEAH!" she crowed. "Oh, it's been too long!" Richard began up thrust his hips upwards, but Mrs. Roselli pinned him down with her meaty hands. "Oh, no, Richie! I'm the one who's doing the fucking, NOT YOU! Ohhhhhh!" Richard didn't argue as the older woman began to ride up and down his cock. He could hardly believe that such a big woman like her could move so fast and hard. His body tingled with delight; he'd forgotten how good it felt to have warm female flesh pressed against his skin. He wanted much to reach up and grab those fleshy melons as they dangled in front of him, but Mrs. Roselli kept his arms pinned down. He had no choice but to let the woman have her way with him. "Yes! What a great young dick! AHHHH!" Mrs. Roselli thrashed wildly on top of Richard, involuntarily relinquishing her pin on his body. He took advantage of the moment by using his mouth to latch onto one of her swaying teats. Richard laughed as he felt the massive breast mashed against his face. He didn't stop there; he wrapped his legs around Mrs. Roselli's pudgy waist and used all of his might to roll the both of them over so that he was on top. He then grabbed her meaty dick and stroked it roughly as he began to ram into her womanhood with the same intensity. Mrs. Roselli wailed as she gripped the sheets and held on for dear life, her flesh jiggling in time with Richard's thrusts. Richard felt an unparalleled sense of pleasure washing over his body, though he wasn't sure if it was from simply getting to thrust his dick into the wet pussy of an older woman, or that his plan had worked. He suddenly remembered Laurie, and looked up to see what she was doing. To his added delight, his sister was staring at them hungrily, both her mouth and penis drooling with desire. He locked eyes with her and flashed a taunting grin. She whimpered and fought against her restraints. "Richard, please!" she croaked, her voice husky with lust. "You've made your point! Let me gooooo!" Richard only chuckled and shook his head, trying desperately to ignore the jolts of pleasure coursing through his body. His hands were getting slick with the pre-cum bubbling out of Mrs. Roselli's penis. He began to stroke her faster, wanting her to cum soon; he was about to blow. He turned out to be right, because Mrs. Roselli started to bellow like a hippopotamus, her eyes rolling as erotic joy wracked her body. She began to squeeze her own breasts and wailed loudly. "CUMMING, CUMMING, MMMM, MMMM!" Richard was unexpectedly pelted in the face with a strong, thick blast of semen; Mrs. Roselli's elephantine penis shot its load directly into his face. The liquid got into his eyes, nose, and mouth, stinging them all with its salty, musky taste. Temporarily blinded, he listened to the sounds of Mrs. Roselli's moans and gasps, but, a few seconds later, he was gifted with the sound of his sister's orgasm. Hurriedly, he grabbed a fistful of bedsheet and wiped the cum from his eyes. When his eyes regained their focus, he was greeted by the satisfying sight of his panting sister on her knees, a huge puddle of semen in front of her. Unfortunately, the sight of his sister's humiliation was enough to make him cum as well. He grunted and blasted his man gravy into the portly Italian widow. He chuckled as he pulled out of her, watching his semen bubbled out of Mrs. Roselli's dark, unshaven vagina. Though he was sweaty, tired, and covered in futanari ball juice, he felt like the king of the world. He got off the mattress and walked over to his sister, who was still recovering from the throes of her climax. "Now we're even," he told her. She looked up at him with a vitriolic expression on her reddened face and gave a quick nod. "Good, then I forgive you." "I'm glad to hear that," Mrs. Roselli said. The Forrester siblings looked over to see the older woman extricate herself from the mattress. Though her hair was disheveled, her Rubenesque body covered with sweat and ejaculate, and her makeup was messy, both Richard and Laurie found her very attractive. Apparently, she in turn found them attractive, since her massive penis had regained its rigidity. "Are you okay, Mrs. Roselli?" Richard asked. "I'm doing wonderful, honey, but I'm still horny as hell. So, why don't you unchain your sister so the both of you can make me cum again?" "I..." "Richie," Laurie said, struggling to get to her feet. "You made your point, I get it. Please! Don't make me beg anymore! Just uncuff me and leave!" "That's right, Richie," Mrs. Roselli said, strolling over towards us. "You've had your fun, so give me that key and let us girls get to know each other better." His mind must have been still stuck in a haze of the pheromones, because he raised no objections tp turning Laurie loose. Instead, he quietly walked to the mattress, reached underneath, and procured the key. Once Laurie saw her brother walking towards her with the key in his hand, her heart began pounding again with anticipation. "Hurry, Richie!" Laurie growled. He quickly got behind her and unlocked the cuffs. Once she was free, Laurie ran to Mrs. Roselli, slammed her naked body to hers, wrapped her arms around the Italian woman's chunky, sweaty body, and kissed her deeply. Mrs. Roselli moaned as Laurie devoured her mouth and tongue. Their turgid, hot penises rubbed against each other's abdomens, driving them mad with desire. Laurie gave out a shrill cry as Mrs. Roselli's tongue found her ear canal. "Ah! Don't do that! You're going to make me cum again!" Laurie grunted, pulling away from her and grabbing her roughly by the arm. "Get on that fucking bed so I can fuck the shit out of you!" Mrs. Roselli moaned and giggled as the younger woman dragged her over to the mattress. Once she was lying on her back, Laurie crawled on top of her and shoved her cock into Mrs. Roselli's slippery pussy. Laurie cried out in joy and relief upon insertion; Richard could clearly see a few joyful tears running down her face as she began to ravage the object of her desire. "I've wanted...ohhh...to fuck you...for soooo long!" Laurie cried. "I know," Mrs. Roselli moaned, kneading her own breasts as she looked up at Laurie's jubilant face. "Oh, god! Let me suck those big fucking titties!" Laurie bent forward to bury her face against the giant Italian breasts that jiggled before her. Mrs. Roselli whimpered in arousal as she felt Laurie's mouth consume one of her hard nipples. Her blubbery body rippled with every thrust Laurie made. Still, Richard was there, clutching his hard dick as he watched his sister copulate with the older woman. He should have left the basement, satisfied about successfully gaining his revenge, but, he couldn't; it was just like that same day all over again. The two of them looked so happy. It was then that he realized his mistake: when he found his sister naked with his girlfriend last summer, he shouldn't have yelled at them. He should have joined them. The two women had taken a brief respite from their mating. Laurie's head was resting atop Mrs. Roselli's enormous heaving bosom as the two tried to catch their breath. Richard walked over and knelt behind his sister's prone form. Timidly, he pressed his red glans against her womanhood. He expected her to object, but no refusal came; they both wanted this. Pushing his dick inside of Laurie caused her to groan with pleasure at their taboo union. Richard felt shivers of euphoria rushing up his spine as he dug his fingers into his sister's curvy hips. Fighting the urge to cum, he began to rut inside of Laurie, and, in turn, it caused Laurie to resume moving in and out of Mrs. Roselli. The three of them were now one mass or hot, sweaty flesh: brother, sister, and neighbor. A triple harmony of erotic vocals filled the air of the basement. "Oh, I'm gonna cum!" Laurie cried, looking down at Mrs. Roselli. "Yes, cum Little Laurie!" Mrs. Roselli urged, reaching up to fondle Laurie's large breasts. "Give me that baby batter!" "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAUGH!" The two futanari erupted, with Laurie sending cum shooting into Mrs. Roselli's vagina, and Mrs. Roselli's cock, sandwiched between her body and Laurie's, spurting cum all over them. Richard almost came himself, feeling Laurie's vaginal muscles tense around his cock as she climaxed. The sight of the futanari shooting their loads wasn't helping, either. With a pained moan, he swung both he and Laurie off of Mrs. Roselli, so that he was lying on his back and she was riding him reverse cowgirl. His toes curled as Laurie leaned forward and began to ride him of her own accord, her sexy ass bobbing up and down before him. It wouldn't be too long now. "Ohhhhh, Laurie!" Richard moaned. "Yes, I knoooooow, baby brother," she said seductively as she looked back at him over her shoulder. "Cum! Cum inside your big...horny...sister!" Richard sat up straight, grabbing Laurie's huge tits as he came inside of her, pressing his roaring mouth against her sweaty back. Laurie had cum both spurting into her pussy and out of her sore dick. The spent siblings collapsed back onto the mattress, their bodies sweaty and hot. "So nice to see you two getting along!" Mrs. Roselli said with a smile, lounging on her side as she watched the Forresters still joined at the loins. Neither Laurie nor Richard replied, the two simply stared at her, and then back at each other. "Okay, get up, you two!" Mrs. Roselli started clapping her hands to snap them to attention. "Everyone upstairs! We need to go shower and eat after fucking like that." Richard and Laurie got to their feet, the two of them sore and not in the mood to argue with their host. Richard picked up his clothes and followed Mrs. Roselli upstairs. After dropping her nightgown and the mattress linens into the wash, the three of them got into her walk-in shower. To Richard's surprise, neither of the futanari were erect as they washed; both enormous cocks were dangling limply as they were washed. Even he couldn't muster an erection; he hadn't cum this much in a long time. Once they were all dried and dressed, they went downstairs. Mrs. Roselli sat in the kitchen preparing a huge dinner of spaghetti and meat sauce, while Richard and Laurie watched TV. The two sat together on the couch, saying very little to each other. When dinner was ready, all three of them ate until they were stuffed. Mrs. Roselli conversed with them as if the sex had never happened. After dinner, Richard and Laurie were escorted to the door by Mrs. Roselli, with their arms laden with Tupperware containers filled with leftovers from dinner. Before they exited, she stood in front of the door with a stern look on her face and her arms folded. The siblings waited nervously for her to speak. "I seriously hope you two are square now," she said. "Yes, ma'am!" They said in unison. "Good. Life is too short for family to be mad at each other." She rounded on Richard, pointing a finger at him and saying, "I don't want to hear any more about revenge. You got a problem with your sister; you talk to her about it, that's what a man does!" Laurie was not exempt from a scolding, either. "And you! Keep that cock out of your brother's girlfriends. Believe me, I wanna fuck anything that moves, but I keep control! The next time the urge hits you, go for a drive or something!" "Y-yes, ma'am!" Laurie squeaked. "Good, now, you two have a good night, and tell your parents I said hello." She gave them each a hug before they walked out of the front door. "And the next time you two want to play, give me a call." Mrs. Roselli gave them a dirty smile and a wink before closing the door. Laurie and Richard got into his pickup truck and drove home in silence. Even though it was only 10 PM on a Friday during summer vacation, the two went straight to bed. Richard didn't sleep though, he just lie in bed, staring up at the ceiling as he tried to process the events of the day. About half an hour later, he heard his door open and, thanks to the light in the hallway, he could see that it was Laurie. She closed the door behind her, walked to the other side of his bed, and got underneath the covers with him. She rested on her side, looking him in the eye. "We need to talk," she said. "What if mom and dad hear us?" Richard asked in a whisper. "They're passed out cold in their room, I already checked." "Okay." "Listen, I know I've said it a million times already, but I'm sorry about what happened with me and Shawna. It was all my fault, not hers. That day, when you were supposed to go to Morse Lake, she came here and you were gone. She showed up that morning and started knocking on the door; mom and dad weren't home to answer the door, so I came downstairs and let her in. I didn't get a chance to take medication, so I was super horny." "Did you initiate it?' Richard asked softly. "In a way, yes. Like I said, I had just woken up, and my body reeked of pheromones. You, Mom, and Dad have built up enough of resistance to them, but she didn't stand a chance. A few minutes in the house, and the two of us lost control." Richard sighed. "I'm sorry for drugging you and chaining you up in Mrs. Roselli's basement." "It's okay, baby brother," Laurie said with a smile as she caressed his cheek. "Everything turned out okay." "So...are you going back to Mrs. Roselli's any time soon?" "Mmm, we'll see," Laurie yawned. "I'm crashing in here tonight. Good night." "Good night." The next morning, Richard and Laurie had breakfast, their relationship wholly repaired. Their parents were overjoyed to see that they had overcome whatever friction they had in the past. They spent most of the day catching up after months of estrangement. Still, there was another person Richard had to reconcile with. That afternoon, he went to visit Shawna, who was also home for the summer. Between the two of them, there were tears, hugs, apologies, and laughter. It turns out that she, too, had been too scared to get into another relationship during her first year of college. The two didn't start their relationship again, but decided to remain friends. During Richard's sophomore year, he reentered school with a brighter outlook on love and life. He had met a wonderful girl named Jane to call his girlfriend, and wasn't afraid to bring her home. He wasn't even afraid to leave her home alone with Laurie. Sibling Revenge And while he never ventured to Mrs. Roselli's house again, he would see her in passing around the neighborhood from time to time. Even though he'd thoroughly enjoyed his last visit with her, he was glad to be in a monogamous relationship at last. However, Laurie still paid her frequent visits. When they were in private, she'd regale him with stories on their encounters. Who knew that having sex with two futanari would teach him how to love again?